Chapter 35 Chapter Thirty-Three

Ruhua let go of his hand and ran farther and farther.Xichun's hand was missing, and she stopped in the air with a kind of mournful posture, like a dead orchid. Feeling cold all over her body, but when she opened her eyes, the cloak slipped off, Xichun's heart sank, she grasped it tightly, with something substantial in her hand, she was a little more secure.When she closed her eyes just now, she took a nap for a while, the scene of Ruhua saying goodbye to her ten years ago was vivid in her memory, and now Ruhua is opposite her.In addition to memories, what power can pull the past back and forth.However, it was inconvenient for her to look directly at her, and even asking questions seemed abrupt—it was ten years since they met, after all, ten years was enough to turn two familiar people into strangers.They were neither relatives nor relatives, and they insisted on having a relationship. It was just an old master-servant relationship ten years ago.

This is a typical delicate and unreliable relationship among many relationships in the secular world.It is especially embarrassing for two people whose identities have changed.Xichun regrets that she got into Ruhua's car.Yes, she was like a spider that has gone astray - entrapped itself in an old dust-web. Fortunately, at this moment, the coachman yelled, the horse neighed, and the car stopped quickly.Xichun and Ruhua heard each other's sigh of relief at the same time, so they were so embarrassed.The eyes of the two people met, and they both had mocking smiles.Ruhua took Liang'er down, Xichun opened the curtains and looked, the houses outside were tidy and brightly lit.Such a house is naturally no better than Jia's Mansion.The difference between businessmen and officials may lie in such ideas.However, for a person in business, such a specification is also impressive.

Xichun sighed, and put down the curtains, she was aware that she was sober, the events of ten years ago were like a glass covered in dust, just by gently raising her hand, every detail would be clearly revealed.But that's okay after all.There is no second Jia family, no living relatives, some memories in my heart, like a lost bird, the only thing left is the warm feathers on its body. She still lived in Zhang's mansion, and they treated her well.Busy in and out, people kept walking around, arranging bedding for her.Ruhua held the clothes in his hands and waited for her to take a bath as before.The bronze mirror reflects the candlelight, and she is still preparing to comb her hair.

However, there was no hair left on her head, and Ruhua picked up the comb, only to realize this fact, and the two of them laughed dumbfounded in the mirror. ... "Girl, have you become a monk after all?" Ru Hua swallowed with a gloomy expression. Xichun nodded, picked up the things on the dressing table, very meaningless.Rhino horn combs, jade hairpins, and gold hairpins have nothing to do with her. However, there was a time when she, like Miaoyu, practiced with hair.Fanxin was not dead at that time. Just as some sensitive and sober people predicted, the Jia Mansion was in chaos.First, the death of the concubine Yuan was a court mystery and another story.For the emperor, it was nothing more than the loss of a more beloved concubine, at most a few days of distress, and a few mouthfuls of food.Because it is not easy to think about it for a long time, from the queen mother to the eunuch.Everyone will remonstrate regardless of their lives, asking the emperor to put the country's society as the most important thing, and take care of the "dragon body".Such things have happened in the previous dynasty, and the current emperor is a kind of sentimental, he values ​​the world and love, so he should not repeat the mistakes of his predecessors.However, for the Jia family, the impact is like the surging magma in the ground, and the death of the concubine Yuan has serious consequences, especially in this eventful autumn.

The emperor no longer has to worry about the future. He doesn't have to worry about feeling ashamed when he goes to rest with his concubine, and he doesn't even need to be distracted between the beds.Started to rectify the Jia family.First came a series of warnings and admonitions, followed by relegation in position.The ups and downs of the Holy Will are like huge waves on the sea.Leading the Jia family into great uneasiness.Jia's mother fell ill, Baoyu and Daiyu's marriage was delayed, and the old lady did not wait for the request she wanted.Mrs. Wang has scheming plans. She is not close to Daiyu, and she prefers Baochai to be her daughter-in-law.At this time, Jia Zheng's career was ups and downs, and he was still in a state of desperation, how to manage the marriage of his children, so he didn't know anything about these struggles in the inner house.

The old lady knew that there was no hope. Seeing that her family property was falling apart, all the struggles turned into ashes, and her illness became more and more serious day by day.Under the pressure of the emperor, the two governments discussed confiscating the Grand View Garden, so that the emperor might recall some old feelings.Although it is said that since ancient times, men have made careers, but now they have to admit the role of women.Jia's family has a tree of rich and noble flowers, which were originally tied lightly at the corner of Yuanchun's skirt.The sentiment of the Tang people's sentence "So that the parents of the world will not be born again but give birth to a girl." is really inscribed in gold and stone.

In a few days, the decree was approved, and Yuanzi entered the House of Internal Affairs.Everyone moved out one after another.I used to have a big family business, so I didn't think much of it, but now that they are few and far between, Pepsi doesn't feel like they can get along, and they feel uncomfortable living together, with heels bumping into heels and face to face.Even the servants at the bottom sighed, how could they be in such an embarrassment without a garden. Xichun is a person who is aware of current affairs, seeing that the season is not right, she secretly considers that she is from the Dongfu, and other people's branches cannot be taken.I proposed to Mrs. Wang to move back to Dongfu. Mrs. Wang persuaded her to stay several times, saying that even though she was poor at the time, she couldn't afford to miss the girl, but Xichun insisted on going, Mrs. Wang couldn't keep her, so she had to let it go. ——The air is still relaxed after all.Xichun only kept it from Jia's mother, and still came to her knees every day to do her filial piety.